On the huge Drill Ground of Sword Marquis Mansion, a large number of clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion stood there. The leader was Jian Xinhong, the Mansion Master of Sword Marquis Mansion, as well as many Elders. Among the crowd, there was a beautiful woman.
But at this moment, Jian Xinhong, Jian Meng 'er, and all the clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion looked extremely pale.
Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, anger, and resentment as they stared at the demonic man who was sitting on the high platform of the drill ground.
The devilish man was wearing a blood-red robe and had a devilish face. With a playful smile, he passed by the clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion.
"Jian Xinhong, it's been three days. Have you thought it through?"
The devilish man in the blood-red robe fixed his eyes on Jian Xinhong. His cold voice echoed in the Drill Ground. "Tell me, where is the Ancestor's Land?"
Jian Xinhong took a deep breath and looked up at the devilish man in the blood-red robe. He slowly shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't know!"
"You don't know?"
The devilish man in the blood-red robe stared coldly. Boom! A monstrous aura suddenly rose and directly oppressed Jian Xinhong.
The aura of the devilish man in the blood-red robe was only at the Eight-cloud Realm. But for Jian Xinhong, who had just broken through to the Yin Void Realm, he was like a god.
The aura of the devilish man in the blood-red robe made Jian Xinhong feel as if the whole world was oppressing him.
Plop!
Jian Xinhong was unable to control his body. Although his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, he could not help but kneel down in front of the devilish man in the blood-red robe. Even his head was pressed down and touched the ground.
Blood gushed out of his mouth. Under the pressure of the aura, he felt as if his internal organs had been displaced.
"Devil!"
"This devil!"
"Bastard!"
The clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion were furious when they saw that their Mansion Master was forced to kneel down and suffered such a great humiliation.
But no matter how angry they were, there was nothing they could do. Their rationality told them that they had to endure it.
The man in front of them was not someone they could fight against. Even if the entire Sword Marquis Mansion gathered their strength, they would not be able to hurt the devilish man in the blood-red robe.
"Jian Xinhong!"
The devilish man in the blood-red robe spoke again in a cold voice. "Sword Marquis Mansion is the only descendant of the Bloodline of the Sword Ancestor... As the Mansion Master, you should know where the Ancestor's Land is."
"I, I …" Jian Xinhong knelt down with his forehead touching the ground. He said intermittently, "I really … don't know. Even if … even if I knew, I would never tell you!"
"Really? You are really a man.... " The demonic man in the blood-red robe sneered. The next moment, the pressure that Jian Xinhong felt, which was already incredible, soared again.
This time, Jian Xinhong was forced to lie on the ground. Blood flowed out of his pores, turning him into a bloody man in an instant. The unprecedented pain caused Jian Xinhong to pass out.
Is Is. ? of the Ancestor of the Ancestor? You are no different from an ant. "
The devilish man in the blood-red robe sneered. He did not use his aura to oppress Jian Xinhong. Although Jian Xinhong was in a coma, he would not die. After all, Jian Xinhong was the Mansion Master of Sword Marquis Mansion. Among the clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion, he was most likely to know where the Ancestor's Land was. He did not intend to kill Jian Xinhong.
"You!" The devilish man in the blood-red robe pointed at an Elder of Sword Marquis Mansion. "Tell me, where is the Ancestor's Land?"
"I don't know." The Elder clenched his teeth and shook his head slowly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the devilish man in the blood-red robe waved his hand and a dark green 'poisonous snake' was thrown out.
The 'poisonous snake' was actually a dark green long whip with dark green sharp scales on the edge. The whip immediately hit the Elder of Sword Marquis Mansion. The Elder spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying to the edge of the Drill Ground. He finally hit the stone wall. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.
"Shadow Elder!"
Seeing this, many clansmen of Sword Marquis Mansion cried out in alarm.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
A burly clansman roared and stepped forward. He waved the Giant Axe in his hand and fiercely chopped at the devilish man in the blood-red robe.
"No!" Someone tried to dissuade him, but it was too late.
The clansman had already made his move, and so did the devilish man in the blood-red robe.
Chi!
The dark green long whip directly pierced through the clansman's heart and killed him instantly.
"No!"
There was a burst of shrill cries from the crowd, but the burly clansman had already been killed.
"You, come here!"
The devilish man in the blood-red robe stretched out his finger again and pointed at a person in the crowd. The person he was pointing at was … Jian Meng 'er!
"Didn't you hear me?" The devilish man in the blood-red robe spoke again, with a trace of evil charm in his voice.
Jian Meng 'er, who was already pale, trembled and raised her head, revealing her beautiful face. But at this moment, her face was a combination of fear, anger, despair, and madness. She struggled to take three steps forward before stopping.
The devilish man in the blood-red robe stared at Jian Meng 'er. Seeing her beautiful face, he could not help but lick his lips and immediately ordered coldly, "Take off your clothes."
Jian Meng 'er raised her head in horror and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.
However, the devilish man in the blood-red robe obviously did not have that much patience. Seeing that Jian Meng 'er did not move, he waved his hand and the dark green long whip lashed out again. This time, the whip was not aimed at Jian Meng' er, but at a girl behind her who looked to be one or two years old and had just learned to walk.
The dark green long whip swept through the girl's right hand, and in an instant, her right arm was directly cut off.
"Wah!"
After her arm was cut off, the girl immediately let out a tragic cry.
"Lin 'er!"
Seeing this scene, Jian Meng 'er was furious!
That little girl was her daughter!
"Take off your clothes, or the next thing to be cut off will be her head." The devilish man in the blood-red robe looked cold and evil.
"I'll take it off! I'll take it off! "
Jian Meng 'er smiled bitterly. The anger, fear, and madness on her beautiful face had all disappeared, leaving only deep despair.
Her palms unconsciously pulled her clothes down slowly.
Her eyes also became empty and lifeless, as if she was a puppet.
However, in this emptiness, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
That figure had once become a nightmare in her heart, and she couldn't get rid of it even after so many years.
But now, in such despair, she could not help but think of the person in her mind.
Finally, this despair completely broke out.
"Jian Wushuang!"
"Jian Wushuang!"
"Jian Wushuang!"
"You … Where are you?"
"Where the hell are you?"
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